In Jest, There Is Truth.

Fortune Is Merry, And In This Mood Will Give Us Anything.

A Cup Of Hot Wine With Not A Drop Of Allaying Tiber In 't.

What Say You To A Piece Of Beef And Mustard?

And Will He Not Come Again? And Will He Not Come Again? No, No, He Is Dead. Go To Thy Deathbed. He Never Will Come Again.

Thanks To Men Of Noble Minds, Is Honorable Meed.